Chapter 13

I had to get this out here before I go to Florida for a week… Enjoy… Cause I like this chapter and you all are going to hate me at the end.

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I wish I could say my date with Flynn went wonderfully. We got my necklace fixed and then went out to the cute little coffee place afterwards. Well that didn't happen.

Apparently authorization wasn't given and I wasn't allowed to leave. So Flynn and Liz went disguised and left leaving everyone else behind. Including me.

So I walked around the school, trying to memorize differ places in the building so I could find my way around I passed by the infirmary.

There I saw Zach and his mom. Zach's mom was carefully tending his split lip. Which I had caused. I guess I felt a twinge of regret but I soon passed.

I made my way back to the library trying to ignore the stares from the other girls as I passed. The library as always was calm as I settled down into a couch in front of the large fireplace. Exhaustion came over me.

Everything had seemed to happen so quickly and half of it didn't even make sense. I was still mourning my mom and trying to get over Zach while trying to decide how I felt about Flynn.

"Write than." Surprisingly Grant leaned on the couch above me.

'I said that out loud?" I asked suddenly horrified.

"Cammie, in the short amount of time that I have known you I have figured out that when you are deep in thought you end to mutter to yourself." Grant said handing me a leather bound book and a pen.

"Well that's good to know." I said looking down at the notebook. To tell the truth I really had never had a real conversation with Grant.

I knew Bex liked him and he liked her but I heard that from Bex and Zach and now everything they had ever told me was a lie. Yea they were still my friends I guess but I held no trust in them.

Grant started walking away but than for some reason I called him back over. He walked back over and sat down on the back of the couch. That was when I noticed the book he was holding. 'Espionage in the Middle East '

"I didn't know you read." I said.

Grant laughed. "Oh Cams. That guy you saw at your school was a cover. We learned to do that through the whole six years we were at school. It was easy." He said smirking.

I looked down at the notebook in my lap. "So your actually really smart?" I asked.

Grant laughed again. "Top of my class. I was the year before Zach." He said. "Don't look so surprised."

"So Zach's the baby in your little group?" I asked.

Grant laughed and shook his head. "You're the baby." He said.

"I'm 17. Last I checked I could dress and feed myself." I said back.

Grant moved to sit in an armchair next to the fireplace. We were quiet after that. But after about ten minutes I asked the question that was bothering me.

"Grant?" he looked up expectantly.

"Do you really hate Bex?" I asked. Grant cracked a smirk looking back down at his book. "Always.

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"Cammie, there you are." Bex found me and Grant in the exact same spot two hours later. "We need to get going. They authorized another search and you're coming." She said.

"Now?" I asked.

"Now." Bex said and finally noticed Grant. "What are you doing with this toe rag?" She was now letting her true accent shine through and it completely seemed to change her.

"We were talking. Apparently Grant is really smart." I said closing the journal.

"Great to see you as well Baxter." He said not looking up from his book.

Bex made a face. " Sadly your supposed to come with us as well." She said rolling her eyes.

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"Where are we going?" I asked.

"One of Winter's many houses. We have reason to believe that it is being used as a part time headquarters' for whatever they are up too." Liz said looking uncomfortable.

I nodded and looked at the patchwork ground below us. Flynn had stayed behind with DeeDee and Zach's mom. Josh and Zach were conversing quietly in the front of the plane. Grant was still reading and Bex looked calculatingly around the plane.

Macey who was feeling a bit airsick was laying on one of the couches with a cool wet cloth over her eyes.

Mountains soon replaced the flat ground and it was announced that we were beginning our descent. "Wouldn't it just have been easier to drive here." I asked.

"Planes are less noticeable and aren't as easy to follow." Bex said. There was always something wasn't there?

We ended up walking. And walking in the cold of December is not what I would call fun. I pulled my coat around myself tighter as out little group led by Zach walked on one of the narrow mountain paths.

"There it is." Zach said. He barely moved his lips when he spoke. Probably so it didn't split open again. Ok so I was proud of that punch.

Then I looked at the house. It was huge, tucked between two mountains that looked perfect for skiing. It also looked unused at the moment. "They have a time share. Winter's family only uses it around Christmas time and at some points during the summer." Josh said.

"So it's the perfect place to…?" I asked.

"To do secret work for whatever they do." Grant said.

"You know very well what they do Newman." Bex snapped.

Grant went silent and his face paled. Then he started making his way down towards the house. "What did you do?' I asked Bex. Jonas took the opportunity to speak.

"You mentioned his parents. You don't talk about Grant's parents." Jonas explained. Bex looked impassive but I was dying to know what she was really feeling.

"But we never mentioned his parents." I noted.

"It was implied." Bex snapped before moving to the path.

"Zach take the rear. " Josh ordered as we made to descend to the house.

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The house was eerily quiet and dark. "The alarm system had been disabled." Liz shone her flashlight to the colorful wires that looked as if they had been slashed through with a knife. Josh went over and tugged at eh wires but pulled back quickly.

"They knew we would come here. Why bother with a security system if we were going to disable it anyway." His flashlight flickered around the room.

"Where's Zach?" Macey asked.

"Down here." Came Zach's voice from a hole in the floor that looked as if there had once been a door that had been ripped off of its hinges.

"What are you doing down there?" Bex asked going over with everyone else.

"It's quiet interesting down here.' Zach said.

"Like how?" Josh asked.

"It would be easier of you all came down here and looked for yourselves." Zach said his voice growing faint.

One by one we descended into the room with only a few small curses from Bex when Grant accidently landed on her foot. "I might have a broken toe Newman." Bex's temper flared.

Grant ignored her and went over to Zach who was standing dumbstruck. Zach pointed with his flash light unable to speak.

Iron bars were sent into the walls. The looked filthy. But what made everyone stop moving was the fact that there were two people in the cell. One lay in a crumpled heap, clothes torn and bloody.

The other person was a girl. Her eyes were wide with fear, hair lank and dirty. She seemed to be wearing remnants of what probably once was a beautiful party dress. She shrank against the wall. Bex finally stepped forward her eyes wide with wonder and relief.

"Mary?"

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